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appear to be moving, but Rincewind knew that it was. The whole world was coming towards him like a giant custard pie.
"Wake up!" he shouted, above the roar of the wind. "Dragons! Think of dragons!"
There was a Twoflower. Rincewind's robe whipped around him, but he did not wake. Dragons, thought Rincewind in a panic. He tried to concentrate his mind, tried to envisage a really lifelike dragon. If he can do it, he thought, then so can I. But nothing happened.
The disc was bigger now, a cloud-swirled circle rising gently underneath them.
Rincewind tried again, screwing up his eyes and straining every nerve in his body. A dragon. His imagination, a somewhat battered and over-used organ, reached out for a dragon... any dragon.flurry of wings as they plummeted through the host of pursuing creatures, which fell away and up. Dragons screamed and wheeled across the sky.No answer came from
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